A/N: I'm feeling a lot better but I thought I'd continue this series of snippets. These don't really have any sort of chronological order, they just ... happen. Awesome people who review are my favorites and encourage further snippets.
Disclaimer: So not mine. Wish they were.
The furry yapping thing is running in circles and you think that it's at times like this that you can't help but wish for opposable thumbs and the ability to open and close doors. From your abbreviated study of the languages of the canine world you're able to distinguish one word, "turtle." You really don't like that dog. You can't help the internalized grin when the over excited ball of fluff loses its footing and lands flat on its face.
There's movement from the kitchen and your attention is moved from the dog to your tedious shuffle into the other room. By the time you reach the kitchen you're seeing the flash of skin moving towards your doctor's bedroom. Moments later you're assaulted by the smell of strawberries. When you hear a rather feminine giggle coming from upstairs you know with absolute certainty there will be no strawberries for you in the morning.
With your doctor and the detective upstairs for the night you're struck with a startling realization. Now it's just you and that damn dog.
Thanks!